Down The Rabit Hole

Chapter One

He was standing at the counter, mixing pancake batter. He was up all night waiting for his daughter to come home. His four-year old was asleep in her room which gave him time to enjoy a cup of coffee. The moment of silence didn't last long due to a soft knock on the front door, followed by it opening then quietly closing. He silently slipped to the archway and listened to the tip-toed footsteps coming down the hallway. "Hold it right there young lady." He said before they reached the stairs. His tall,pale,built figure stepped out of the shadows. "Where the bloody hell were you last night Sirea?" He asked sternly. I was 19 nearing 20 but for "safety" I still lived under his roof. He had natural straight, black, "emo" style hair that had a strange blue tint to it. His eyes were light purple and unexplainably got darker when his emotions were negative. Like this moment for instance. He was staring at me, his daughter, waiting for an answer.

"I went to Jason's to vent and ended up crashing,after balling my eyes out for the first time since I was like ten, when Uncle Dem almost died. Nothing happened okay?" I answered as I pulled my black and red hair into a pony tail. He sighed.

"You could have called or texted me. Something to let me know you wouldn't be home for the night."

"Father I know, I would have gone to Duece, in our, well my, room but you know things have changed." Duece was my fiance and father of our adopted one year old Alicia. Sadly though things have changed a lot in the past ten months so we no longer talk. Last time we did he was fighting to take Alicia, who was only two months old at the time, to a relm he refused to name. "Besides Jason is my best friend. I needed him," I paused. "And liqueur." I said under my breath. Keep in mind that in Dragonia 18 is the legal age to drink. I know in the mortal world it is 21 and I am sorry but here people usually are married with kids by 16.

"Just go get washed up,changed, and can you call Dem for me?" He paused to think." And ask him to bring his punch. It will help with that hangover."

"Hey Dad, today is the fourteen year anniversary isn't it?"

"Sirea." His voice got stern, almost ice cold. "I said go clean up. Now." I ran up the stairs straight to my room. I put on a pair of black, high-waisted jeans, a long-sleeve red shirt. Wanna know something weird? My hair is naturally black, fading into blood red. Yeah I was born like that. All my baby pictures, red and black. Anyways since it is semi curly it was easiest to manage in a messy bun at the moment. I ran downstairs to tell my dad my uncle was on his way, just to be sent right back up to get my four-year old sister Rosie so she can eat. As I went down the hall to grab her I noticed William's, my thirteen-year old brother, room was empty and clean. If you knew Will you would know that is a rarity. I passed Alicia's nursery and went in to grab her as well. But her crib was empty. I darted to grab Rosie then ran right down the stairs.

"Where the hell is Alicia!?" I asked angered and worried.

"I sent Will to Demetry's last night. Duece stopped by not to long after saying you told him it was okay for him to be the full time parent if Alicia." He answered me calmly. Not turning away from the stove.

"I never told him that! Dad, you let him take her to another relm!" Tears began to well in my eyes as my father, get this, laughed at me.

"Calm down. Dem took her for the night when he picked up your brother." Just then the door burst open and Will came rushing in, dropping his bags everywhere. He grabbed a piece of fresh bacon and ate it as he sat in the other side of the counter island, away from me. Yeah being the only biological kid comes with open resentment. Dem walked into the kitchen placing Alicia in her highchair.

"You know Demetry-" I began.

"Ooh my full first name. I'm in trouble." He too took some bacon but he actually sat on the counter. Not at it in a chair. No. On it.

"-A text or a call saying you had my baby would have been nice you know." Just then my dad gave me his "how does it feel" look.

" I know baby girl but in my defense I knew were already hammered and humpy with Jason." He retorted.

"Hey I wasn't humpy," I grabbed an apple from the bowl, "Just kissy, very kissy." I took a bite of my apple and looked at my dad who was shaking his head.

"Honestly Sirea I am just surprised you chose that ass Duece over such a sweet guy like Jason. I lost a bet because of that baby girl. Not cool." He pointed a piece of bacon at me. "You owe me $100."

"$100!? Who the hell did you bet $100 on my love life to?!" Let me tell you Demetry was very good at throwing me for loops.
Will pushed his chair away from the table and walked out of the room.

  "Anyways, I bet $100 with an old friend your dad absolutely refuses to let me talk to." My dad shot him a pissed off look. I know that look all too well and now is normally when you should shut up. But my uncle Demetry is an ignoramus some times so of course he wasn't going to. But before he could speak my dad started on him.

" I told you I don't want that red headed, evil, goddess in our lives anymore. Why the bloody hell do you still talk to her!? She is the reason for half of our problems!" My father's eyes because a dark violet as he yelled at Demetry.

"She was my sister before all else Maxwell. Don't you ever forget that." Dem tried staying calm and was doing remarkably well. I was confused though. I had no idea my uncle and my dad had a sister. This was the first I ever heard of her."And V was not the cause of any of this in case you need to be reminded Max."

  "I couldn't care less if she was your damn child! She was all the reason I had to leave my parents and everything behind! I got lucky on Sirea!" Just after my father finished that statement Dem slammed his fist on the counter. Hard. Causing Alicia to cry and in turn me having to pick her up.

  "She gave you a daughter and a son! She gave you a family! She loved you! How dare you stand there and forget that!" He screamed at my father.

  "Wait what??" I cut in.